As a self-confessed admirer of Pat Buchanan's, one sometimes wonders why The Old Right does not carry greater weight in affairs than it does; then you read pieces like Fleming's, and it all slips into place.

Organised medicine, the guys who get paid to prescribe pills, really must get its head round the idea that men seem to be at their most psychologically and emotionally vulnerable when in their late '20's. However Mr. Ledger ended up losing his life, if his high-profile passing means that even a few more resources are directed to this horrible problem then perhaps he won't have died meaninglessly.

"...a Treasury spokesman said Mr Balls had attended "in his capacity as a minister" and confirmed that all expenses had been met from public funds."

The basis of my request concerning the visits he is alleged to have during those years was that Bilderberg is not a body to which the UK is bound by any treaty, statute or protocol; it is an entirely private, non-governmental body excluded from public audit with the apparent consent of the media; and at those times Balls was a civil servant.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Our Common European Home

Technical Help

I wonder if anyone knows how to get round all the hidden IP addresses stuff? In the past two days, 'The Black Museum' has had six hits for the same guy from the same IP-address of 92.234.18.199, which ip-address.com cannot place on the map.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

The Union, Forever

Members of the Scottish village's media-political elite axis such as Macwhirter seem to forget that the SNP does not form 'The Scottish Government', but a minority Scottish Executive; that Scottish nationalist opinion is not predominant in Scotland; that the bulk of the electorate still votes for Unionist parties; and that time is not 'running out' for the institution that has served us all so well for 301 years. Instead, they forget that time may be running out for Scottish nationalism, and for its vessel the SNP.

Huh?

You bet.

They forget that the Scottish National Party is not a party but a cult more properly described as The Church of Alex Salmond; that if The Tartanissimo is proven to have feet of clay, all of his fair-weather friends who downgrade the Prince of Wales to the Duke of Rothesay will go running back under the Labour Party's skirts; and that nationalist opinion will collapse at the first whiff of sleaze, or better, incompetence, to be traced back to his door. Salmond has done nothing, and will do nothing, that could not be funded without British financial support; and the sooner that people of goodwill recognise that, the SNP's support will, how can I put it, devolve into a rather gooey, sentimental, probably drunken tartan mess.

Time to sober up, chaps. New Year's long gone, the party's over and now Alex Salmond has to deliver. Whinging won't cut it, whining won't cut it - and I look forward to collating examples of his incompetence throughout the coming year with great anticipation.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Some Thoughts On The Murder Of Benazir Bhutto

I was wrong, have no problem saying so and, for what they're worth, extend my apologies and condolences to her family.

However, the aftermath of her murder has left me with some questions. For example, have there been any demonstrations in the UK in support of Pakistani democracy by Pakistanis resident here who have been outraged by her murder? If anyone has details, please let me know.